I feel like a waste of space. Why do they still stay with me, even though I don’t deserve it. Why am I so non trustworthy. Why do I screw up every good thing in my life. Why. I feel as if whenever I do something good, it’s not appreciated, but that doesn’t even work, cause I can’t seem to do shit all right.
Well, maybe things will work out in the end. I really hope so, cause I love them. Him. I love him.







